Friday, January 5, 2018

Bald.

So as most of you know if you've been following my blog for a spell...I wear wigs. My hair started thinning four and a half yrs ago when we had a failed adoption and lost our daughter. Shortly thereafter, I had WLS and lost 100 pounds, and my hair fell out in clumps. Then it grew back. Then we moved to Korea.........and it has been falling out since.

God bless Korea.

Yeah. So.......anyway....I shave my head and wear wigs. And I'm literally never seen without either a wig or a scarf or hat on. Not even my husband and children see me walk around with nothing on my head. Not because of their reaction, but because I really hate being seen without my head covered.

I have friends--usually ones with full heads of thick, gorgeous hair--who push me to go in public with nothing on my head. They see it as empowering me or something, which it's absolutely not. It's embarrassing.

I just can't do it. It's too uncomfortable for me. Which is why when my daughter--who is a very talented makeup artist--asked me to do a photo shoot with glamorous makeup and no wig, I totally wanted to crawl in a hole and hide. Not because she was trying to hurt me, or embarrass me, but because it was asking me to come so far out of my comfort zone, that I felt like I might as well pose naked.

Just utterly exposed.

But........well, I will pretty much do anything for my kids. Well, within reason. And asking to do my makeup and pose for a few pictures is perfectly reasonable. So I finally said yes. And this was the result:





Breathtaking. My daughter has mad skills. She can (literally) make anyone look beautiful.

xoxo
Brooke